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III.

Scared at thy frown terrific, fly The morals (antiquated brood); Domestic Virtue, social Joy, And Faith that has for ages stood: Swift they disperse, and with them go The friend sincere, the gen’rous foe.— Traitors to God and man avow’d, By thee now rais’d aloft, now crush’d beneath the crowd.